It had been an incredible Friday morning – full of natural beauty and ancient mystery.
We hiked through fields of overgrown grasses and mustard blossoms, blowing frantically in the now wild wind.
Doves and swallows nested in small caves and crevices all up and down the sides of the canyon.
I had taken the kind of adventure that I had really been longing for.
Just beyond, we could see clear water waiting.